Election Day Trump Parody Song Countdown: T-Minus 12: “Proud To Be A Charlatan”

So, four years ago in the last few weeks leading up to the election, that one of possibly the most dire consequence in this country’s history, Democracy and rule of law vs budding fascist and a new American autocracy, I posted one of my Trump parody tunes a day until the election, 17 days in all (no reason on the 17 by the way, I just happened to get started 17 days out after a good friend offered me the tune a day suggestion, plus that was Bob Walk’s #).

Though, he was out of office the thought that I might not have a lot of material to work with because of such did strike me in my joy of him losing the election decisively by about 7 million votes and 60 or so dismissed court challenges no matter what he or his minions hoping to keep favor may have claimed and continue to claim, or just keep deflecting, angrily, at the question. Oh, and a failed coup too.

No, sadly, there was still plenty to work with. And I continued accordingly.

Well, with this election “Trumping” the last (pun intended) in the way of dire consequence, continued Democracy and rule of law vs full blown, full throated, unapologetic fascism now and unhinged promises of retribution against any and all that may have had or do have the temerity to question or contradict a new dystopia’s great leader, I thought I would do so again.  

So, A little short of two weeks now until what is truly a referendum on Democracy vs Fascism and I will post a tune a day again (maybe more as this could be my last freedom of speech gasp) in hopes that that last exercise of mine four years ago could prove to be of luck again.

Well, no better place to start than Lee Greenwood then huh? The ironic “Proud To Be An American” anthem of Trump and his disciples as his intentions, and theirs by supporting him, are anything but American.

(originally posted May 4, 2024)

Proud To Be a Charlatan

If tomorrow all my con-niving

Suddenly came home to roost

And cast me in a lesser light

It wouldn’t matter to my crew

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Because my MAGA stars

Are always living for my word

That they take as good as gospel

No care how crazy and absurd

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And I’m proud to be a charlatan

And a grifter through and through

And I’d like for all my MAGA nuts 

To buy my bold gold shoes

And I’ll gladly stand there next to you

Wearing my own pair

Well not really cause their ugly as sin

But you’ll love them sure I swear  

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From the lord there came to us

A great and sacred book

With words when read right side up    

Had a grand and holy hook

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Well I have an opportunity

For you to own it for yourselves

But one better than god’s original

As it’s approved by me myself

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And I’m proud to be a charlatan

And a grifter through and through

And I’d like to call upon the lord

To help me sell these books to you

And I’ll gladly add at no extra cost

Some stuff written by old dudes

Cause their ain’t no doubt that’ll help it sell

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At just sixty dollars wow

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And I’m proud to be a charlatan

A conman always and still  

And I depend on all my maga nuts

To help me pay my legal bills  

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And I’ll gladly take your vote again

‘cept this time it will be new

As there ain’t no doubt I’ll make some change

And end democracy just for you

So Then Sunday: You Can Call Me King (song + editorial)

(revised some 10-08)

Six years ago I stopped writing “editorials”, long winded things imagining myself as some sort of opinion writer for important newspapers and instead went with song … parodies. Parodies that aren’t parodies really (I hate calling them that) but instead my former long winded editorials whittled down to just short winded words within the confines of a tune. Plus it made them a hell of lot more fun as I discovered what I have always known, that I like to “sing”, however poorly, saved only with some production magic

Today, though, I thought to combine them, a short opinion piece that people will skip over to get to the tune (which is cool, just listen to the tune at least, it’s really good) an opinion piece that obviously would be a bit more sedate for print in major newspapers I’ll never be published in but something that still makes an angry point and a return to the best “parody” I’ve done and my standard. It is also one of my most viewed posts so it seems whoever may stop by here in the Attic and I are on the same page

Though this one, the tune eventually here, is from four years ago it’s still pretty relevant

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So this is some pretty simple shit. I mean it ain’t gonna get no simpler, ok it could, my bad, it could be as simple as a 2 + 2 equation or it could be a question of whether you want to live or die or even a vanilla or chocolate vs shit sandwich but this is pretty simple. Do you want a democracy or a dictatorship, a theocracy, a new world order where all of your rights are gone? Where you are told how to live and believe? Where you are forced into a knee bend fealty. Pretty simple shit. “Oh you’re just being dramatic, you’re just being an alarmist, you’re even responsible for attempts on the Orange Devil’s life with such talk”.

No and fuck you JD. Bringing up the possible, no, probable end of democracy that would come at the hands the Orange Devil is NOT the talk that is getting him shot at.

That is a response to the intentional incendiary language of Trump and the lessening or dehumanizing everyone on the planet, especially immigrants, except white males.

There is no couching this in claimed hysterical woman-like madness as a JD surely would, have us return to a world where such a statement isn’t out of order, where women are second class citizens and just vessels for new babies for a new Reich. I mean you do understand that the Orange Devil and especially his running mate glory Viktor Orban, find him to be an inspiration right? That they invited him to speak at their yearly CPAC 4th Reich fest? “Illiberal democracy?” Sorry Viktor but you are not allowed to imply anything remotely democratic by simply making up a designation that has democracy in the title. I mean, and to repeat, THEY INVITED A DICTATOR TO SPEAK AT CPAC like this was some new Madison Square Garden get together back in ’32 and the orange devil even welcomed and hosted him at his compound in the Florida fatherland. Viktor fucking Orban!! I shouldn’t even have to make a point of this, THEY INVITED A DICTATOR TO SPEAK AT CPAC but that is the new GOP, unapologetically authoritarian and anti-democratic, un-American.

Now in a different age I might say that you are allowed to your opinion and that I respect it, especially if it is an informed one but now, today? Informed is conspiracy theories and lie filled and know that If you are to vote Orange know based on this “knowledge” that you are simply … just … wrong. If you base ANYTHING on a Trump “truth” you are wrong and know that you have simply succumbed to being hook line and sinkered by a conman and his too slick snake of a sidekick.

Oh, and I have some sneakers and Bibles and coins and watches and keychains and T-shirts and flags and maybe even garden gnomes backing up in a warehouse

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To Paul Simon’s “You Can Call Me Al”

(originally posted March 7, 2020)

You Can Call Me King

A man lies as he breathes
He says why would you trust another now
Who can you possibly trust
Now I’ve shown you what my facts is
A fascist truth sledgehammer
Nuthin’ else believe-able matters
Other than this con in this con man’s swamptown

(and a-oooh ah-oooh)

Lap dogs in orange swamplight
Here’s a lie-ball GOP go fetch excuses

Newsman, newsman
Get these facts away from me, ya know,
No one finds real truth interesting anymore

If you’ll loyalty me blind
I can be your despot chum
I can call you subject
And subject you adore me
You can call me Czar

This man original Trumper says
There can never be a never me
If there’s a never me they’ll never be
Happy in a sea of me
Where will the answers come from
If I don’t truly be-lieve
Who will I turn to when
The truth slaps me
Awake and awake
To the harsh realities
Of Moscow Mitch’s word marble hypocriteness
Hammers and sickles
Getting stocked up in the open
Along with some of the finest cossack hats

If you’ll loyalty me blind
I’ll let you kneel and kiss my ring
I can call you subject
And subject you adore me
You can call me King
You can call me King

A man late night he’s tweeting
How he’s a victim in this world
Maybe it’s a big blue meanie world
Where they’re just out to get him
And they don’t see his genius
Or see how great he his
The greatest all narcissists
Surrounding himself with nothing more than
Clowns clowns
Who dance for him like marionettes
In a tiny orange circus

He checks the mirror again
Sees Messiah staring back at him
At least that’s what the hacks say
And he so believes them

If you’ll loyalty me blind
I can be your despot chum
I can call you subject
And subject you adore me
You can call me Don

Na-na-na-na-na
Just call me king-na-na
You can kiss my ring na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Loyalties the thing na-na
Better never sing na-na
I’ll take your everything na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na

Ummmm ah-ah
Ummmm ah-ah
Better give up mind now

Ummmm ah-ah
Ummmm ah-ah
You’ll be just fine now

Ummmm ah-ah
Ummmm ah-ah
Just a matter of time now

Ummmm ah-ah
Ummmm ah-ah
Democracy dies now

If you’ll loyalty me blind

I’ll let you kneel and kiss my ring

I can call you subject

And subject you adore me

You can call me King

Putin’s Patsies (song)

Thought Friday night to revisit the Green Acres theme song again for some quick fun (fun being relative of course to a world where fun is all about destruction and the forcing of will) a revisit as I have been here before for a couple of Margie Q themes, Greene Crackers ONE and TWO.

This version for the painfully obvious obeisance of too many weak willed, rubber spined GOP to the Orange Devil and in turn his own even more painful obeisance to his murderous, even greater devil despotic man-crush/mentor.

But Tucker says they have nicer subways and can return carts to the grocery store for just a coin so they aren’t used by some homeless person to try and destroy society one borrowed shopping cart at a time.  

So there is that.

Putin’s Patsies

Putin’s Patsies all abound you see

Littered ‘round dysfunctional GOP

From Margie Q to box of rocks Tomee

All echoing love of an Orange man crush deceit

.

Even Comrade Tucker cries why can’t you see

This all comes down to Russian supremacy  

Putins’ in the right and we all have it so wrong

He told us of such in his grand propagandist song

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Repubs

Their thoughts

Take sides

Despots

.

Democracy dies

Fascism flies

Putin’s Patsies they want there

Look What They’ve Done To Our Trump (song) … Ma

Back in June I discovered The MonaLisa Twins and their absolutely wonderful two studio albums “Orange” and “Why?” (highly recommended by the way).

Well, they recently came out with an album of acoustic covers of some classics and also some acoustic versions of their originals, but one of the covers was of Melanie’s “What Have They Done To My Song?” from back in ’70, and that one has proven to be a really cool sing-along in the car to surely some quizzical looks in morning traffic.

Anyway, with it being stuck in my head then I got’s to thinkin’s of one of things that I like to do.

I’ve mentioned this before, but no one is going to read any opinion piece of mine, no editorial, no matter how much it might eloquently or ineloquently drive home a point of warning, but, if I put it to tune?

Well a tap of a foot and a bop of a head might keep someone around.

Look What They’ve Done To Our Trump

Look what they’ve done to our Trump Ma

Look what they’ve done to our Trump

Well, fa-scism’s all he can do half right 

And somehow they say that’s wrong Ma

Look what they’ve done to our Trump

.

Look what they say ‘bout his brain Ma

Like using it’s a real strain

They point out that it’s a jumbled mess

All those liars in the press Ma

Look what they’ve done to our Trump

.

He just wants a good country for whites to live in Ma

One where his subjects will all call him … King

If he can rig a vote like ’16 true

All the libs will come to rue

Just what

Just what they’ve said of our Trump

.

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA

NA NA NA NA NA NA NA

C’mon everybody NA NA NA with me

Maybe even LA DE DA

Look what they’ve done to our Trump

.

But maybe it’ll work for the right Ma

Maybe Democracy’ll lose this fight Ma

Well his dee-sciples still buy his lies

And threatened violence well that could work out nice

Look what they’ve wrought in our Trump

.

Now this part here’s supposed to be in French Ma

But that wouldn’t be his intent Ma

Because he don’t sing of nothing but the US of A

And English speaking’s gotta be the only say

But he’s OK with fries made a French way

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Look what they’ve done to our Trump Ma Ma Ma

They’ve turned him into such an orange grump Ma

He can’t even win a primary

Without them talking about that Haley

Look what they’ve done to our Trump

.

Hear what they say about our Trump Ma

They say the meanest things about our Trump Ma

They even have the gall to point out his lies

But never give him credit for how hard he tries

To straight face through them all of the time 

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Look what they’ve done to our Trump Ma Ma Ma

Look what they’ve done to our Trump


Well, fa-scism’s all he can do half right 

And somehow they say that’s wrong Ma

But he wins this time there’ll be a new song

And a dark one

Despot Don (A New Mighty Mouse Theme Song)

Back in February I worked a little ditty about Ron DeSantis to the Mighty Mouse theme song.

Well, that theme song popped into my head again but with the thought of a revisit and instead this time of an Orange Devil.

So, I reworked the lyrics.

I also unintentionally worked in the word “rue” and then thought of Val Kilmer and REAL GENIUS (absolute 80’s comedy gold)

“Rue the day? Who talks like that?”

No, that means nothing, it’s just funny, right Mitch?

So, a new version of this one then, for the orange instead. Oh, and Ron? You might want to better choose your battles especially when you aren’t able to differentiate horror from human.

Anyway, here is some fun not fun.

Despot Don (Mighty Mouse Trump Theme Song)

MAGA livestock flock to hear the sound

At the rallies where lies abound

“Here I come to save the day!!”

And root out vermin in an ode to Nazi way

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Yes, I’ll save the bloodline from its plight

Of being muddied by those not white

Even expose leftist fascist thugs

While dimly missing such a statement’s rub

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I’ll be following the blueprint of 20-25

To destroy democracy is what I’ll strive

Like mind, hive blind, right’s time, will be mine!!!

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So, you best plan to be on my side

And to battle ready to ride

Despotic dreams they will come true

Choose not on board will be a day you surely rue

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(break)

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I’ll Messiah here to save us all

Your retribution at my beck and call

My white knows just what you call right

And non-believers will fear for their lives!!

Take It To The SCOTUS (backwards where we’ll be found) – (song)

So with the Supreme Court back in session for a new term and as we brace to possibly regress to a new American stone age “Oh, remember the good ol’ days when the lessers knew their place?” and as the Orange appeals to those he feels he has bought and paid for to give him an above the law “what documents of national security?” delay packed in boxes with old crumpled quarter pounder wrappers and used sharpies from photo-op autographs (4500 dollars each and you get a sticker) assist, who get SO very offended at accusations of being nothing more now than another partisan political tool, even taking to stages to cry their dismay but only ever speaking to the very choir of those they claim to resist, to defend their self perceived objectivity, the surest of signs that they know of what they do, I thought of this of mine from back in May.

A little ode to the new High Court.

To the Talking Heads version of “Take Me To The River”.

We don’t know why you livin’ like ya do

G O P can – help you un-blue

We stole two seats now to leave you bereft

Of any hope of what – fair was left

And we wanna know – and we’ll – tell you

Progress stops right here

 —

We’ll take it to the SCOTUS

A court beholden to us

We’ll take it all to SCOTUS

Partis’n arm we made thus

To lead it around

Backwards where we’ll be found

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The extremists are not on the left

That’s just cry rally we’ve always kept

No radical court – it’ s square to the right

They hem and haw but it’s in plain sight

Want you to know, can’t you – see how

We lead them by the haaaaand

 —

Take it to the SCOTUS

A court beholden to us

We’ll take it all to SCOTUS

Partis’n arm we made thus

To drag your rights down

Backwards where we’ll be ….

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Crosshairs, dazed stares, we don’t care, what you want here

Till we can’t,

Till we can’t,

Hold our glee at

Our own court’s red de-crees now

 —

It’s a court beholden to us

We’ll take it all to SCOTUS

Partis’n arm we made thus

To lead it around

Backwards where we’ll be found

break

We don’t know why you’re stewing like ya do

Bout all the rights – next in the queue

To be struck down now  – with radical hand

Voting women equal they don’t stand a chance

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Want you to know now

That your rights now

Are up to Uuuuusssss

We’ll take it to the SCOTUS

A court beholden to us

We’ll take it all to SCOTUS

Partis’n arm we made thus

To lead it around

Backwards where we’ll be found

We’ll take it, we’ll take it, we’ll take it to the SCOTUS

They’re all ours now and we’re gonna have them show us

We’ll take it, we’ll take it, we’ll take it to the SCOTUS

You’re gonna regret that you didn’t vote for us

We’ll take it, we’ll take it, we’ll take it to the SCOTUS

We own them now and they’re gonna send us backwards fast